Rainwater Pact
I stood on the viewing platform and stared at the clay towers.
The Clover Voyage
30s forty-something writer who prefers grown-up leads based in West Coast. My wheelhouse is Mature, Erotic Couplings, and Romance, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is plain and direct. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by The Clover Voyage
Trail of Desire
I turned thirty-seven in March and somewhere around the second glass of birthday wine I decided I needed proof I still had adventure in me.
The Librarian's Pass
The library closed at six on Fridays, which in my opinion was a crime against working people, but I don't make the hours.
The Diner After Us
*I wrote this one raw because empty-nest lust doesn't get enough airtime.
The Con That Backfired
I took the Snowpine job because I was tired of being the good guy.